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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 6
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.6
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Against Time | 10/11
(Anonymous) 2014-04-28 04:19 am (UTC)(link)--
Ezio didn't want to take Desmond to where he'd hidden the Apple, but knew it was likely for the best. Leonardo probably wouldn't speak to him for a week, and he was fairly sure he deserved that, but he was also sure that he needed- Desmond needed- to do this.
Speaking of Desmond, he walked next to Ezio, eyes darting about in rampant curiosity under his hood. They could have taken the rooftops, but Desmond was so battered and Ezio strongly suspected the young man was in large amounts of pain as well. The thought that Desmond wouldn't be able to handle a rooftop run did little to help Ezio's feeling of foreboding, but he kept putting one foot in front of the other.
It felt like he was aiding the death of a family member, when he'd already lost so many. He couldn't believe that he was allowing it to happen, but couldn't bring himself to stop either, not with Desmond's trust in him, not knowing what was at stake.
As they approached the Thieves' Guild and Desmond's entire demeanor changed from enjoying Venice at night to reluctance, Ezio almost called it off. But them Desmond straightened, breathed, and moved forward.
And Ezio had no choice but to follow.
--
William wanted to try again.
While Shaun knew they needed Desmond back, all wanted him back on some level, he wasn't so sure he wanted to trust the sleep-deprived, half-panicked father with a borderline-magical artifact so soon after the man had received a head injury.
Still, he wasn't the one in charge of the Assassins, Shaun was just the historian.
So they started setting up. Rebecca was more prepared this time, wanted to fire up the Animus and use it to monitor and record what happened in data form, so they could compare it to the data they already had, if they failed again.
As for Shaun, he wanted to see what happened with the temple. Stopping Juno from projecting temporarily was easy, but the entire temple had responded when the Apple fired up. It made sense, First Civilization technology reacting with First Civilization technology, but he wanted to know more about why. Was it acting as a catalyst? If so, could they harness it themselves?
He was pacing the temple, trying to figure out how he should monitor it, when a golden glow lit up the middle of the cavern. The flashback to when Desmond had disappeared was unwelcome and unhelpful and made his heart launch into over drive before he even took his first step.
"You weren't supposed to start yet!" he shouted as he reached Rebecca, who was watching with wide eyes as William was engulfed in light.
"We didn't!" she shouted back, "It activated on its own!"
Oh, bloody hell.
--
Ezio wasn't sure Antonio had believed his story about the Apple and Desmond until the thief actually got a good look at Desmond and saw the similarities.
"He looks as though he could be your brother," Antonio said under his breath as Desmond took the Apple in hand.
He didn't answer, couldn't. What could he say? That he wished he could welcome Desmond as a brother? That he desired more than anything to stop this before Desmond could meet the same fate his own brothers had?
Antonio seemed to know. He left them without further comment.
Desmond sighed, tossing the Apple lightly. "This thing... I've seen it through centuries and it hasn't changed. You wouldn't think something this small could last that long."
"Desmond," Ezio hesitated, then pushed on, "you do not have to return. There is a place for you here."
Fingers tightening on the golden metal showed the effect those words had on his descendant. "I do have to. If they tried to get me back, it means they know I'm missing. That means their time moves with ours. I could stay here, live out my life, but in a week, they'd be dead. I couldn't live with that."
Ezio forced himself to exhale. Desmond had argued that going back didn't mean certain death for him, and perhaps that was true, but there was something about the way he moved, like he knew he was living his last hours. It wasn't defeat, it was acceptance, and that was terrifying.
"Tell Leo thanks for me, okay?" Desmond held the Apple between his hands and Ezio's heart lurched as he realized that Desmond was truly about to leave.
"Fratello."
At Ezio's voice, Desmond paused, and Ezio found himself struggling with what to say. This was the last chance he would have to say anything and all he could think about was how he wished to see the light of hope in his descendant's eyes. How he wanted Desmond to look a week, a month, a year past himself and see a future. A good future.
Or, at the very least, the possibility of one.
"You will always have a place here."
There was a pause, as though Desmond didn't know how to accept those words, but then something about him softened and he smiled.
"Thank you."
Desmond's grip shifted, the Apple began to glow. The room flooded with light quickly, but Ezio did not close his eyes until Desmond had been completely enveloped.
The light faded, but he heard the thud before he was able to blink away spots and see that the Apple had fallen and that he was now alone in the room.
--
Days passed. Leonardo broke his silence only to protest the fact that Ezio continued to sleep with the Apple at his bedside and, as such, continued to suffer nightmares.
Ezio refused to relocate the Apple, though. Desmond suffered and there was nothing he could do to stop it, but at the very least he could see it through to the end, to the final moment that Desmond had been so insistent was coming.
And when that moment came, when Ezio awoke screaming to Leonardo's frantic attempts to snap him out of his slumber, he had one completely selfish moment of wishing he'd left the Apple with Antonio.
Because he had to turn to look at Leonardo and, even though he could see in his eyes that his friend knew what had happened, he still had to say it aloud, to confirm it for both Leonardo and himself.
"He's gone."
--
THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE STORY, THERE IS ONE MORE PART.
The last part may take a little longer to put up because I'm planning on it being longer than the others, but have patience, it shall be up soon!!
Re: Against Time | 10/11
(Anonymous) 2014-04-28 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)-OP
Re: Against Time | 10/11
(Anonymous) 2014-04-28 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Against Time | 10/11
Also I really love A!Anon's writing
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(Anonymous) 2014-04-29 04:15 am (UTC)(link)Re: Against Time | 10/11
(Anonymous) 2014-04-29 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Against Time | 10/11
(Anonymous) 2014-04-30 02:49 am (UTC)(link)